Page 35 of Far From Center
“Bathroom,” Nyalla corrected.
Gabriel turned to her in amazement. “They take baths in there? Do humans feel the need to cleanse their entire bodies after eating a meal and imbibing alcoholic beverages? And they feel comfortable doing so in a public establishment?”
“No, it’s called a bathroom in a public building, even though there are no bathing facilities. I know. It’s strange, but I think it’s an American language thing. Sometimes it’s called a restroom, or a ladies’ room if you’re a woman, but it’s all a euphemism for a place to pee.”
Gabriel shook his head. “That’s odd.”
“I know. In Hel with the elves, we had specific places for urination and they wereneverthe same as bathing. You have no idea how much I struggled to take a bath and clean my body in clear view of a device used for the disposal of digestive waste. It was terribly disturbing.”
Humans could learn a lot from Nyalla. Clearly she was more evolved than most of them. Normally Gabriel would have attributed it to the positive influence of the elves, but given what he’d learned of the Fae in the last year, he doubted it. They’d devolved just as much as the demons had, and this woman was blessed that she’d not been forever ruined by their abuse.
“Spooge everywhere,” Snip interjected, making a motion with his hands as if he were spraying a fire hose. “I tried to write my name with it, but I was a bit overcome by the sensation and I’m afraid all I managed was a scribble of sticky white stuff on the door. I’m thinking Jackson Pollock. Yeah, that’s kind of what it looked like. Do you think I might have a future as an artist? I can ask the Iblis if I can stay in her house and do plein air with my cum on a canvas. I’ll bet I can make a fortune on originals and signed prints.”
Nyalla turned huge dark-blue eyes toward him, her lip firmly clenched between her teeth. “We need to go. Like right now, before management throws us out or I puke my tuna steak all over the floor at Snip’s graphic porn stories. If Terrelle doesn’t show up before the party bus gets here, she can catch a taxi and meet us back at the hotel.”
Gabriel stood, casting a scowl back at the hallway where the bathrooms were. “I agree.”
